Until that moment, Julie had never known the literal meaning of the phrase "makes your skin crawl." It did feel like something was crawling over her whole skin, but it was over in less than a minute. She looked at her body, and saw it covered with hair.
But the change was only beginning. Her shoulders broadened, and it felt like they were sucking matter from her breasts, which were disappearing. Her body felt somehow tight, as if it had moved from relaxation to tension. And her arms and legs were growing longer while her feet and hands grew bigger, which somehow didn't hurt the way she had expected.
She looked around, and saw she was in a luxurious bed. Just then a final spasm of change racked her body. Somehow she was unsurprised to see the new penis and testicles, harmonizing with his new powerful, swarthy, hairy body, which he estimated to be somewhere in the early thirties.
Just then another man entered the bedroom. He contrasted in every way with the new Julie. Around his early twenties, with his body smooth of hair and moving with grace rather than power. One thing the two men had in common, though, is that both were naked.
"Glad to see me, lover?" asked the stranger.
And Julie's new male organ undoubtedly was.